On-Screen Lovers || Ziall Horlik [MPREG]

Chapter 11 || • Memories I Never Can Escape •

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He was furious, he was confused, he doesn't even know what he feels. The only thing he's sure about is his chest heaving in and out at a constant rate and his thoughts are all over the place. He can't fathom this. The boy looked like him during his childhood days scratch that it was him. He knew himself better than anyone, it's his body anyway.

But how? How the hell does Zayn Malik has a picture of him when he was young in his wallet? Where the fuck did he got it? Too much questions were popping out of Niall's head. One after another.

"Niall, is there anything wrong?" Louis asked, his tone was filled with worried.

"I-I don't know, Lou." Niall replied. Louis wanted to ask him again but he could see Niall's confused look as he looked at the wallet. He bent down to see what's on it or what Niall was staring at.

It was a blonde boy with striking blue eyes. Louis already know who it was. "Oh my gosh! You look so cute there, Niall!"

Niall didn't reply. "Umm, Niall?"

He stood up, going back to the apartment. "Niall, wait!" He didn't listened, he just marched straight to his room shutting the door off. 

Clutching on the wallet tightly, he jumped to his bed letting his thoughts go far. He was debating whether he should call Zayn or no because everything became suddenly dull for him. Everything seem so vague. But he decided not to. He doesn't even know what question he should use when he starts interrogating him though the question he wanted to ask most was who was Zayn in the first place? Is he a stalker? 

He opened the wallet again, taking the portrait picture with his hands. He flipped it back, there he saw a familiar piece of writing.

I'll stay by your side just like you did for me.

I'll never forget you.  -Niall

And not long enough, tears started to fall from Niall's eyes. One after another because it's him all along. It was ironic how he wrote he will never forget him. Zayn is Javaad, he's bestfriend. The only one who stood up for him when he was bullied by other kids on the playground. The one who fought those guys who's reason to tease him was because he has no father. The one who helped cleaning up his bruises and ended up his bestfriend.

With this big revelation on the hand, his feeling got more mixed up. Part of him was happy that Zayn is Javaad, his bestfriend back when he was a child while part of him was angry and sad because if Zayn knew it was him all along why didn't he tell him? Why did he made him oblivious to his identity? 

He lost track of time, he spent all night reliving the memories he had until the one that hurted him the most. He didn't even knew that Javaad was going to leave that day. 

* F L A S H B A C K * 

Little Niall woke up, checking the time with the clock beside his bed. Oops! He was late. He quickly ran to the bathroom, pushing the chair to the sink and climbing it so he can reach for the sink. He brushed his teeth hastily then changing into a new pair of clothes.

When he was finished, he marched to their doorstep saying goodbye to his mom. His mom reminded him to go back before night and don't talk to strangers. She was assured because he knew his little boy will meet with his friend, Javaad. Javaad always dropped his baby boy into their house and she will always offer him some snacks before he leaves. 

Niall nodded, and went off going straight to the playground. Seeing there was no one in the swingset, he quickly took the opportunity to be on it. He sat, trying to push the swing with his body.